Passionless?

I'm back in the throes of random, passing depression. Yay... Today I realized I can't count on my books to make me feel better. I also realized, though it was a while ago, that I hate Max. I hate her because she's better then me, physically, in every way. Mentally I'm superior, but still. I hate her for being everything I'm not, everything I'll never be. I hate her because if I was her, it would kill me, but most of all I hate her because if she were me, it would kill her. Why does my life have to be filled with boredom, guilt, uncertainty, self-consciousness. and unanswered questions? Why can't I be like Max, or Chloe, or Daine, or Alanna, or Claidi, or even Mia (she has Michael... oh wait, nvm, he left her to go to Japan and work on his robotic arm thingy...)!! Why must I be an average teen in a boring, well off, suburban neighborhood? I WANT TO BE OUT OF THE ORDINARY!! Sure I'm odd, but I want to be Chloe King odd, like, having awesome balance, eyesight, agility, and dexterity! I want to be able to converse with animals, or fly, or... OR SOMETHING!! Something to make me more than average! Something other than above average intelligence, or good writing skill, or being a quick reader, and all that other stuff I've got going for me. Today I totally lost my passion for everything for a few hours. I was hungry but I didn't want to eat. I was bored but I didn't want to watch TV or read or listen to music. I was depressed but I didn't want chocolate. I just wanted to sleep until the end of the world. Isn't that exciting?
What is there to my life? If I died, what would be there to commemorate me? A pair of grieving parents plus brother/best friend, and a few miscellaneous other friends from random social groups. And a cat. That's it. I've never had anything published, or done anything important, or anything!! SEE I'M JUST ORDINARY!! Completely and utterly average. *Depression depression* I hate this. It's just a depressing nothingness. Whatever, I'm gonna go. 'Night.